Chapter Ninety-Seven: Little Bit Born!!

The strength of the late stage of the Nirvana Realm is indeed not to be underestimated, after all, some of the sect masters and sect masters of the second-grade forces are only in the late stage of the Nirvana Realm or the Great Perfection, and now he is a slave who is driving a car is also so powerful, which is enough to show that the master in this line of work is from an extraordinary background.

It's just that if another person were here, maybe he would really be wiped out by him with a wave of his hand, but now it's different, he is facing the apocalypse.

"Ants dare to be presumptuous!" Apocalypse didn't even look at him, but as soon as his words fell, the whip that was about to be drawn on his head turned out like smoke and dust.

"Ahh

It turned out that when the whip turned into smoke and dust, the right hand of the slave holding the whip also began to weather, slowly turning into nothingness, and it spread throughout his body little by little, and finally when the whole head also disappeared, the heart-rending scream came to an abrupt end.

The whole process was only a matter of breath, and before the monks on both sides of the street could realize what was going on, the arrogant minion disappeared in ashes.

At this time, a man came down from the line, not very old, dressed in white, and looked personable at first glance, but the triangular eyes full of silver desire [cough cough, there is a river crab god, I can only write like this, please forgive me] betrayed him.

At first glance, you can tell that it is an overindulgent well-dressed beast!

"I don't know which senior is overpowering? In the Lower Light Holy Land Holy Son! I also invite my seniors to show up and see him!" As soon as I saw him coming, he bowed slightly to the void, and then reported to his home, where was the half sincerity in that action!?

As for Apocalypse, who was holding Mo Lin'er and gently comforting him at this time, he didn't look at it from beginning to end, because in his eyes, touching his prey, Apocalypse was already a dead man.

As for the disappearance of that minion, he didn't think that it would be the Apocalypse who made a move, in his subconscious, the cultivation at such a young age as the Apocalypse was definitely not high, even if it was a genius in other holy lands, he didn't pay attention to it, let alone the Apocalypse.

So he believed that there must be an old monster nearby who didn't show up.

He believed that he was the Holy Son of the Streamer Holy Land of the First Rank Force, and no one dared not give face, so he actually spoke like this, and he didn't know how the Streamer Holy Land chose the Holy Son, and he actually chose such a person.

Although his strength is not weak, and his bone age is less than a hundred years, he is already in the realm of Tongtian, but when he looks at the realm of vanity, he knows that he is forced to pile up pills, and he is so arrogant, I am afraid that he will not live long, yes, doesn't this offend the apocalypse, and he is dead!

"It's not a pity to die!" The moment he came out, the Apocalypse had already condemned him to death, in addition to scaring Mo Lin'er, there was also a reason that the Apocalypse actually smelled a trace of the breath of the blood clan on him, although it was extremely hidden, but the apocalypse would never be mistaken, it was the breath of the blood clan.

So this guy definitely has something to do with the Bloodline.

While he was still looking for the old monster hiding in the dark, Apocalypse raised his right hand and waved it lightly, only to see that the wind wolf and the line that were pulling the cart instantly turned into smoke and dust, and the wind wolf didn't even have time to scream.

It was only at this time that the Holy Son of the Streamer Holy Land figured out the situation in front of him, but it was a little difficult for him to accept, he didn't expect it to be the Apocalypse, and he didn't expect the Apocalypse in front of him to be so powerful.

He looked at the apocalypse with a frightened expression, and stepped back step by step:

"No, you can kill me! You can't kill me! I am the Holy Son of the Streamer Holy Land! If you kill me, you won't survive, my father won't let you go, and the Streamer Holy Land won't let you go!"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you!"

Hearing that Tianqi said not to kill him, he instantly regained his smile, and he thought that Tianqi was really jealous because he was the Holy Son of the Streamer Holy Land.

"Haha! It's still a brother who knows current affairs! Don't worry, your benefits are indispensable, my father is the Holy Lord of the Streamer Land!"

"Oh!? I see!" Apocalypse was still thinking about how the Holy Son of the Streamer Holy Land could be such a straw bale, so it turned out to be like this.

Just when the guy was still triumphant, I saw Apocalypse look at him with a smile on his face, and blow out a gentle breath, and then the people on both sides of the street saw his body dissipate like dust little by little.

It wasn't until the lower half of his body had disappeared that the guy reacted, and the smile on his face was instantly replaced by a look of horror.

It's just that he didn't even have time to make a scream of struggle, and his physical body completely dissipated, yes! That's right, but his physical body dissipated, and there was still a palm-sized soul left in the world, which was put into the soul ring by the Apocalypse.

Since then, the streets have returned to their original appearance, but the passage of the Holy Son of the Streamer Holy Land with a wave of the Apocalypse was seen by all the monks on both sides of the avenue, and their eyes were full of awe when they looked at the Apocalypse, as if they were looking at a myth.

The apocalypse hadn't left at this time, and they didn't dare to make the slightest move.

Glancing at everyone on the street, Tianqi smiled slightly, did not erase everyone's memories related to him, and directly took Mo Lin'er to disappear in place and returned to the small courtyard.

Half a day after the apocalypse left, the people on both sides of the street finally slowly recovered from the shock just now.

"Whew! Finally gone! Scared me to death! It's horrible!"

"Who's to say it's not! It's terrifying! It can blow people to death in one breath!"

"O Holy Son of the Streamer Holy Land!

"Shhhh

"Yes, yes, yes, get out of here! I suddenly have a bad feeling!"

“......”

In an instant, the street, which had been bustling just now, became deserted in the blink of an eye, and no one could be found.

As for the Streamer Holy Land, it is estimated that it will take a while to react, after all, their Holy Son's soul jade is still intact.

I'm afraid that it will only be found out that something is wrong when I can't really get in touch.

It is said that after the apocalypse returned to the Dao courtyard, he released the little dot who had already sobered up and made trouble in the sword realm, not that this guy sobered up quickly, but that the time in the sword realm was different from the outside.

"Wow, where is this? Did you really succeed!?" As soon as he came outside, he jumped up and down like a monkey.

"Nonsense! Can't you sense it yourself!?" Tianqi looked at this naughty little guy, and regretted it a little, I guess this little guy will not be so easy to let him go in again if he comes out, and I'm afraid he will have to play in the future.

But at this time, Mo Lin'er looked at the little dot that suddenly appeared, stared at the big round eyes, and looked at him with a cute face, and even forgot to wipe away the two strings of tears on her cheeks, rolled down and fell to the ground, snapping, and shattering into eight petals.